Burt Bacharach
Rain
I stare, I tear, I creep, sleep
I taste your breath, your lips sweet
I will be there to feel

Tripping, falling, sailing by
Beyond the wind in the sky
I will be there to free your mind

It's you I see in slumber
It's you I see in sleep
It's you I see in my dreams
It's you, it's you, it's me
It's you

Rolling on the ground with
Sailing on the sea
Tripping in the grass
Oh, to do with you
Oh well, oh well, never mind
I wouldn't have cared

Dazing, glazing, [?] amazing
Frozen moments
Crazy thing

Another moment to
Know that you'll never
Get out of my way
I'm coming through
Wheels splayed out looking for
Something new
Crazy guy with the missing hue